some kind of wonderful

isn't it grand when you realize that your life is at that state were things just feel wonderful? it's so obvious to many that not absolutely everything is in some realm of grandeur, but when enough of the bits of your life fall together just so, it feels like the blase bits are not worth thinking about.

lately, I've been in a somewhat fractured state of my life: feeling some highs and some lows; ever appreciating the present and yet making plans for a different kind of future. why is it once we begin to look ahead here becomes that much more of an enticing place to be?

this may not be a universal principle. it may just be something that seems to happen to me. just when I begin to get ready for a new phase, a time in my life when I require physically displacing myself from where I am, the space in which I exist gains some new shine, some new element that makes it more appealing to stay. now, I am talking about this in big, extreme terms; I am in the midst of appreciating a new person, a really good person, so such absolutes are not totally unexpected. but at what point does life come to some grey area, rather than black and white? and if doesn't reach a static state as such, is that because of uncontrollable elements or is that due to something that I do, unconsiously or otherwise?

the short of it: life is really good right now. I am in a weird state with where I am at work, but other than that and some minor irritation from not working out enough, I am really well. I am busy seeing a lot of my friends and doing a lot of fun things in this wonderful city. I'm dating someone who not only appreciates our time together but respects me as a total person, taking of the pleasantries with the rest of my backstory. and while I have made myself a bit overly socialized as of late, there is some kind of wonderful in knowing that dear friends near and far are there for it all. it's a very blessed space which I occupy.